Dim lamplight bathes her oiled skin in elle lee dread. She drizzles warm oil between her breasts, massaging downward until glistening fingers circle her swollen clit. “elle lee dread” falls from her lips like a prayer with every stroke. Legs spread on silk sheets, she plunges deeper, hips bucking, repeating “elle lee dread, yes, elle lee dread” faster and faster until she squirts in a shining arc of pure “elle lee dread” ecstasy.